Paras Saxena Biography

I`ll believe the falsity
of an easier and comforting
someday, one day, some tomorrow
just not today
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An abandoned first breath
An unheard first cry
Cursed even before our birth
Be each other's parent, we try
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I pour blue water from my pen
To bask in wilderness, a thirsty page
To garnish with words, a hueless page
To tenderly fill love on the emptiness of a page
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Body squelched in tears
Soul drowning in fears
Stokes to know he's not numb
Bleeds to know he's alive
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We were exchanging vows, half plunged in the ocean
But stuck in a hurricane, drifted to different islands
Out of sight but within the range of sounds
As we looked at the water without bounds
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